Seeing Number 13, Jianmu's heart skipped a beat. With just a glance, he had a feeling that he was undefeatable.
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Too scary!
A friend.
Feng Hao glanced at Number 13, who was like a block of wood, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
This time, the biggest reward was Number 13.
Friend?
A hint of doubt flashed across Jiao Mu's eyes before he nodded his head thoughtfully.
When Feng Hao went in, this burly and unfathomable man was clearly not there. When he came out, he appeared again. This was strange.
Could he be someone from the Thunder Region?
Thinking about it, Jianmu's heart trembled, and he quickly denied this guess.
The Thunder Region was a place of destruction. It was impossible for a human to survive in it!
Hehe, Third Elder, don't worry. Number 13 is a friend.
Cupping his hands at the old man, Feng Hao walked out.
Fortunately, it was night time. Otherwise, it would take him a long time to walk out.
There was probably no one in Imperial City who did not know him now.
Feng Hao could only smile bitterly.
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Watch my fist!
Just as he returned to the Feng Clan, a figure filled with a ruthless aura directly attacked Feng Hao following a stern roar. Wind surged in all directions, and his attack was merciless.
Swoosh!
Just as Fenghao was about to make a move, an afterimage flashed beside him. Number 13 hastily dashed out. He extended one hand and directly grabbed the person's neck. Taking advantage of the momentum, he threw the person to the ground. His other hand directly punched the person's chest. Fenghao heard the crisp sound of bones breaking.
Who was it?
Feng Chen and the others rushed out of the hall. Among them, Demon 18, Demon 19, and Bai Yi held a tree branch. The floor around Number 13 split open, and tree vines emerged from the ground, wrapping around Number 13's legs.
Hmph!
With a cold snort, the tree vines were completely shattered. A strong gust of wind blew, and even the person who came was sent flying. He fell into the distance and spat out a few more mouthfuls of blood.
It was truly miserable.
Thirteen, stop! He's one of us!
By the time he reacted, everything had already happened. Feng Hao hurriedly called for a halt. However, the black dragon in Mo 19's hand had already enveloped Number 13.
One of our own?
Only after hearing Feng Hao's voice did everyone notice Feng Hao standing at the door. Their hearts immediately sank. Just as Mo 2O18 was about to retract the poisonous gas, a strange phenomenon occurred.
Thirteen Hao opened his mouth and took a deep breath. The surrounding poisonous gas was sucked into his mouth like a stream of water.
How could this be?
It wasn't just Feng Chen's group, even Feng Hao and Devil 19 were dumbfounded.
Damn it, this guy actually ate the poisonous gas!
The corner of Feng Hao's mouth twitched, and his heart trembled.
This was indeed a monster. Not only was his strength tyrannical, but he also seemed to have hidden many special abilities.
Not only was he not afraid of the poison, he could even devour it. This ability was simply the nemesis of poison masters.
That Feng Family, just how strong was it?
Even the puppet they refined was already so tyrannical. One could only imagine how strong the members of this family were.
After absorbing the poisonous gas, Number 13 coldly glanced at Feng Chen's group, then returned to Feng Hao's side and stood there, acting as his personal guard.
That indifferent gaze caused everyone's heart to tremble. Even Mo 2O18 and Devil 19's brows were deeply furrowed.
It was actually another person who was not afraid of his poison!
Help me …
A weak voice came from the other side of the field. Everyone saw a person with disheveled hair, a collapsed chest, and bloodstains all over his body. He fell at the corner of the wall, and he did not even have the strength to get up.
The corner of Feng Hao's mouth twitched when he saw that incomparably pitiful figure.
This person was Cheng Nan.
Under Feng Hao's treatment, he quickly recovered. However, when he saw Number 13 beside Feng Hao, he reflexively jumped to the side.
This person was too cold.
Cheng Nan had never been so afraid of a person.
In an instant, all his defenses were destroyed, and his attacks were merciless. If not for Bai Yi's interference, he would have died under this person's fist.
Number 13, my friend.
In the main hall, Feng Hao formally introduced Number 13 to the crowd.
Although he did not know where this unfathomable man came from, it was definitely a good thing to have such a strong person as a friend.
Number 13 acted as if he didn't hear the crowd's questions. He stood beside Fenghao without moving. Instead, he scanned the crowd warily.
His actions made everyone's heart twitch.
Relax, they're all your family and friends.
After hearing Fenghao's words, number thirteen once again swept his gaze over the crowd. It was as if he had confirmed that these people posed no threat to Fenghao. Only then did he close his pair of indifferent eyes and stood there without saying a word.
Cough cough.
Feng Hao coughed awkwardly and explained, "Don't mind me. Although Number 13 has a cold personality, he's actually quite a good person."
As for his explanation, the crowd only listened to half of it.
It was right to have a cold personality, and he was quite a good person. Why would he be so jealous?I'm afraid that he's only good to you.
He had clearly prepared a chair for Feng Hao, but he did not sit down. Instead, he stood beside Feng Hao like a bodyguard.
His actions puzzled the crowd.
Why would a person with such power willingly become the personal bodyguard of a young man in the Martial Arts Ancestor Realm?
This young man was becoming more and more mysterious.
Bai Yi, Hua Yuntian, and the others were deep in thought.
However, it was still a good thing.
With Number 13 around, even Cheng Nan, who was usually talkative, seemed to be a yes-man. He glanced at Number 13 with a hint of fear.
He was afraid of being beaten up!
He did not even dare to get close to Feng Hao.
Who knew if this strange person would suddenly attack him?His weak body could not withstand his iron fists.
The crowd quickly dispersed, leaving only Feng Hao and Feng Chen.
Father, let's find a quiet place.
Feng Hao stood up with a serious expression.
Follow me.
After glancing at Feng Hao, Feng Chen also stood up and walked toward the back of the hall.
They followed Feng Chen all the way to a garden. Feng Chen fiercely slammed his palm on a rock on top of a fake mountain. The mountain wall slowly moved aside with a muffled sound, revealing a pitch-black tunnel in front of them.
Seeing that Number 13 had followed them, Feng Chen furrowed his brows.
Father, don't worry. Number 13 is a trustworthy person.
Seeing Feng Chen's worry, Feng Hao smiled and explained.
Oh.
Feng Chen did not ask further. He held a magic crystal in his hand and lit up the passage. The two of them walked in and the rock wall closed up again.
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